"That's so, it's really great. Please ask the doctor to come over and show it to my master." Prince Zhu said excitedly.
Ever since Zhu Fugui fell ill last month, Mrs. Zhu and Wang have been on tenterhooks all day without thinking about food or tea. She didn't even dare to sleep deeply for fear of missing her husband for the last time.
So what if the family has money? The famous doctors in the city have all seen it and shook their heads to express their incompetence. Some doctors and folk remedies have also been tried. But apart from being defrauded of some money, her husband's condition has not improved.
It's better to have hope than to die sitting there. No matter whether the doctor Zhang Rui brought can treat him or not, it's always good to let him take a look.
Under the leadership of Zhu Wang, Zhang Rui took Chen Yicheng to Zhu Fugui's room.
Zhu Fugui's room was quite spacious, with a beautiful chair in the middle, a small desk on the side, and many books and vases on the shelves behind the desk.
Passing around the large and exquisite screen, it can be seen that Zhu Fugui is sleeping on the bed wearing white underwear. Maybe it was the effect of the medicine, but the arrival of so many people failed to wake him up.
Zhu Wanying looked at Zhu Fugui who was really sleeping, her eyes full of worry and distress. She looked at Zhang Rui and said, "Brother Zhang..."
"It's okay. Let Dr. Chen take a look first." Zhang Rui comforted Zhu Wanying a little.
"Medical Team Chen, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"I don't dare,... I... I'll go over and take Mr. Zhu's pulse right now." Chen Yicheng said as he picked up his medicine box and walked over.
After a stick of incense
Chen Yicheng then took back his fingers on Zhu Fugui's veins, and then asked some relevant questions to Mr. Zhu Wang.
"Doctor, how is my husband-in-law's condition? Can he be cured?" Zhu Wang asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, Madam, if I haven't judged wrong, Mr. Zhu is suffering from liver disease. As the saying goes against the spring qi, Shaoyang will not grow and the liver qi will change. Coupled with the climate change some time ago, Mr. Zhu has improper diet and overwork. There are many factors. , It’s really tricky.” Chen Yicheng said one by one.
"So, can my master still be cured?" Listening to Chen Yicheng's words, Mrs. Zhu became even more nervous. Rather than the reasons mentioned by Chen Yicheng, she wanted to know whether it could be cured. In the past month or so, she has experienced too many hopes and disappointments.
I saw that Chen Yicheng looked at Zhang Rui, and then replied: "Back to Madam, judging from Mr. Zhu's condition, I can't guarantee that he can be cured now. After all, it takes a long time. But my master once gave me As for the treatment, after I give Mr. Zhu acupuncture and medicine, he will get better, so I think it won’t be a big problem.”
"Okay...Okay...Thank you, Doctor Chen. Thank you, Doctor Chen." After hearing Chen Yicheng say that he could still be cured, Mrs. Zhu Wang was very excited.
Being able to be cured is thousands of times better than being sentenced to death.
This is the second good news that Mrs. Zhu Wang heard today, and both of these good news were brought to her family by Zhang Rui.
At this moment, Mrs. Zhu's eyes when looking at Zhang Rui were much softer, and she no longer resented Zhang Rui's late night visit and lack of etiquette. Mrs. Zhu even thought that if Zhu Fugui could really be cured, marrying Zhu Wanying to Zhang Rui would be a good thing.
"whisper…"
Zhang Rui's stomach growled unsatisfactorily at this moment.
At this time, the few people who were watching Chen Yicheng perform acupuncture on Zhu Fugui remembered that Zhang Rui had not eaten yet.
Therefore, Mrs. Zhu no longer considered etiquette and asked Zhu Wanying to go to dinner with Zhang Rui.
During the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, it was very inconvenient to eat at night.
Although Zhu Wanying asked people to light several candles, they were still incomparable to modern electric lights. As for the romantic candlelight dinner, Zhang Rui didn't feel it at all. On the contrary, he misses the days of electric light even more.
Naturally, I feel sentimental and romantic for a day or two, but if I do it every day, how can I be romantic?
The table full of delicacies is being heated again and again. Although there are coals in the stove, it is not difficult to light a fire. Nighttime is indeed very inconvenient. In order not to trouble the servants, Zhang Rui had no choice but to eat two bowls of rice as quickly as he could.
What's more, the beauty was looking sad, and he was not in the mood to dine here slowly.
"Brother Rui, do you think something will happen to my father?" Zhu Wanying asked worriedly at the dinner table.
At this time, Zhu Wanying had let go of her unfamiliarity with Zhang Rui and slowly turned into trust.
"Wanying, don't worry. Based on my understanding of Chen Medical Team, if he can say this, he must be more than 90% sure that he can cure your father. Don't worry!" Zhang Rui replied comfortingly.
"That's good. If something happens to Dad, what should Wanying do?" Zhu Wanying put down the chopsticks in her hand and rubbed the silk scarf in her hand.
"It's okay, don't worry! Uncle will get better! Let's go see him right now." Zhang Rui also put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands and suggested.
"Okay, but are you full?" Looking at Zhang Rui, Zhu Wanying felt a little guilty. The other party has helped me so much, but I can't even have a meal with him.
"When I'm full, I eat very quickly when I encounter delicious food." Zhang Rui said with a smile on his face.
"Let's go! We're going there!"
Finished. Zhang Rui stood up straight and naturally stretched out a hand to pull Zhu Wanying.
Zhu Wanying looked at Zhang Rui's extended hand, hesitated for a moment, and shyly stretched out her own hand to touch it. Fortunately, there was no one else in the dining room. Otherwise, if this news spread, would Zhu Wanying have no place to hide?
The Manchu Qing Dynasty's prohibition on etiquette for women could be said to have reached the pinnacle of all ages. What Zhu Wanying extended was not just her hand, but her lifetime reputation.
A tight grip
The fingers are long, fair and delicate. Soft as if there were no bones.
In modern times, if you hold a girl's hand like this, you will either be happily scolded as a fool or shouted as a hooligan.
Zhu Wanying looked at Zhang Rui who was holding her hand tightly, feeling happy but also shy. After all, I have never had a man hold my hand in all my life. Out of her daughter's restraint, Zhu Wanying quickly withdrew her hand.
Zhang Rui came to his senses and pretended not to know anything and said, "Let's go!"
"Um…"
Zhu Wanying replied softly and slowly.
suddenly
There was a loud noise outside the door of Zhu's mansion.
Although the noise did not reach the inner courtyard, the movement alerted the guards guarding Zhang Rui.
At this time, Hu Huiqian and others hurriedly approached Zhang Rui.
The sudden appearance of Hu Huiqian and others startled Zhu Wanying who was following Zhang Rui.
"What's going on?" Zhang Rui asked, looking at Hu Huiqian who was approaching quickly from the dark.
"Hui Liu... Chief, a group of people holding torches suddenly appeared outside the Zhu Mansion and calling for the door. In order to prevent them from harming you, we have to come out first." Hu Huigan replied with a salute.
Hu Huiqian's words made Zhang Rui somewhat confused about the purpose of the visitor. It is obviously impossible to say that they are bandits and robbers. As for whether it was debt collection, Zhu Wanying also denied it.
"Whoever it is, let's go take a look." Zhang Rui said.
